1. Debutante. Part 1: A look from behind the scenes
  2. Debutante. Part 2: First exit
  3. Debutante. Part 3: Alone with everyone
  4. Debutante. Part 4: Dance of little princesses

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magical, life-giving juice. A little more and it is already manifest from the outside. And Anton will touch there, he will notice. That will be a shame.

And still need to remove the topic. It's one thing to crimp it and quite another to devote details of intimate hygiene. Lenka, to be completely honest to be, is still not completely accustomed to walk naked in front of everyone, but here are such glances.

- Temochka! I will be very uncomfortable that you watch. Please take a walk while Anton is here. After all, you will see everything later. And you will kiss. Okay, Subject?

- Le-en, and maybe I still stay?

- Well, Subject!

Still, before the arrival of Anton, she put it.

The procedure itself did not make any particular impression on the girl. Lena, slightly shuddered when her skin was touched by a light, pinching coolness of the cream. The feeling of male hands that dominated there was also unusual. But in general, it was not so scary. Especially since Anton did everything smartly and quickly. Not otherwise, as on Dasha his practice. The truth after that, it was not too comfortable to sit with him in the toilet, waiting for the cream to work. But what if otherwise everything is greased. In the end, you can imagine that you are a real cosmetologist. And it does not seem to be considered. And not so long she was not in the most suitable position.

- Well, that's the final stage. So, just a second. - Anton for the last time blotted the beauty that had opened to him with a napkin and, with obvious reluctance to tear himself away from looking at the result, he winked slyly at the girl. - Well, Lenchik, give a mirror?

- Thanks to me, and so it is clear. - sniffed Lenka, rejoicing only that in the twilight of the tent is not visible, as her ears and cheeks flashed. Parade was absolutely everything that is worth looking at. And in this form in front of people to walk! Damn, if only she could play something else with Temka. And now everything. Ordered - get it!

In gratitude for the work of the master demanded a kiss. Moreover, even a hedgehog was clear that Anton would not symbolically kiss her on the cheek. And Lena is not so naive as a fool to think that Antoshkina’s palm has accidentally covered her chest. Aha And the second hand also accidentally moved from the back to the ass? However, Lenka, although he was dizzy from his own audacity, accepted the challenge. Not dead persistent tin soldier. On the contrary, she herself tightly pressed against the guy, her arms wrapped around her neck. Like this!

Kissing Anton and feeling his “interest” growing towards her in her stomach, Lena did not believe herself. A few days ago she couldn’t think about such availability, she didn’t hold in her thoughts that this would allow someone. And now she is naked in the middle of the tent with a peasant passionately! And she is almost not ashamed. And if it is completely honest and to no one, to anyone, she likes it.

Yet the heroism of Lenkino was not boundless. In order to show off to the common table, Antoshka had to take a hand for courage. Otherwise, it would be accurate to hide behind his back or to cover her hand, hurrying to slip into his place. But they didn’t have enough to start holding again. Max just stopped teasing. And yet, in defiance of the constraint, Lenka attracted the opportunity to openly show herself. The girl was disturbed by the frank views of the man turned to her, teased her with an unusual mixture of the simultaneous sensation of shame and arousal and the promise of something more, not yet quite familiar.

Lena tried not to succumb to the sweet thrill of anxiety whirling around her head, trying to keep an unruffled, indifferent look, but it seemed that it wasn't very good. Yes, even the traitor pussy, responding to the state of the girl, began drop by drop to lubricate the recently unlocked gate in the girl's fortress.Lenka sat at supper, her legs tightly clasped, and only hoped that this barrier would be enough so that there was no wet spot under it on the bench. From the table got up, of course, the last. Subject already almost collected the dishes. Rising, Lenka nervously squinted her eyes on the bench. It seems to be okay. Or is there a little drop? Only they wouldn’t see!

- Let's go to. - she hurried the guy, trying to quickly take him away from the "dangerous" place. - And then, look, the sun has set completely. A lot of us are with you, if it gets dark.

There was, of course, another slippery moment. Between the legs was noticeably wet. And if Teme desires, not being satisfied with the external examination, to get playful little hands to the girl's treasury, a small surprise awaits him. But here Lenka hoped to get out. Still, they are going to do business, and they are waiting for them near the fire.

Actually what happened. Experienced there is a girl or not, but the natural cunning takes its toll, and it is usually possible to carry out a guy from girls. Lena dodged several times from the active paws of the guy who tried to move from her chest and butt to a more attractive place, and then she just shoved in a basket with washed dishes and, having kissed her, ordered her to carry the cargo to the camp. She did not consider herself a liar. Well, she was embarrassed in front of Artem, that she was already full of juice, like a ripe fruit, take it and serve to the table.

They were really waiting for them by the fire. Lenka who sent the topic to the others and quickly ran into the tent “to get wet” Lenka got a scolding. Say, everyone is waiting for her, and she crawls like a dawn on a winter morning, at such a pace, they say, she will never marry, and the mother of her grandchildren will not wait ... just noticing a wink at Themes, I realized that they were joking again over her.

- Yah you. - She waved her hand. - The grumblers. And in general, I am today the center of the universe. Wait.

- Like this. - Anton burst out laughing, hugging the girl who sat down next to him. - That's right, Lenchik. And then the audience gathered in the first row, and someone bought the tickets?

- And we are not spectators. - Uncorking the bottle, said Max. - We are ... a support group. Lenka, cram a glass for courage?

- Come on. Only incomplete. - she nodded. - And Artem also pour. And then I look at it already took a turn.

- Oh, do not be greedy. Much will not be erased. - Ludmila laughed, hugging the guy, and nodding at her mother. - Should Marinka check whether the corkscrew with which her daughter was opened is good.

It seems, Lenka still red.

Glasses in turn quietly tinkled. The wine turned out delicious. Even not respecting alcohol Lena liked. Aromatic, slightly crassy, ​​reminiscent of a southerly southern night sneaking up towards them. However, mum and Lyudmila were not particularly keen on tasting. Their topic is much more interested. Lena, slowly sipping a drink smelling of the sun and grapes, watched with interest as the ladies, taking possession of the guy, arranged their arms in their arms in an embrace and now, without haste, savoring the impending pleasure, played the prelude to a fun night. Here Ludmila, snuggling, slips over the body of the guy, covering him with small teasing kisses, and her mother's palms are walking on the hips and abdomen near the waking male trunk, not yet playing seriously, and so denoting affection. And now the change of places and already Artem’s palms squeeze her mother’s chest, and the boy’s toy is hidden between Lyudmila’s breasts.

All this for the girl was so unusual. And it’s quite another matter, it turns out, to look when there is not a movie in front of you, but everything is close by, live. And much better than the third day of the tent. You can see in detail how the guy is caressing, kissing and how his “interest” wakes up. Of course, openly gazing at this is awkward, but the look seems to cling. At first Lenka did not know what to do, and then she guessed to move closer to Max, so that when looking at him, the trio entertained, as if by chance, came into view. And you can talk with a scattered look, like what is happening and does not concern her. Type I do not pay attention, just sitting, chatting.

Hmm, while Tema had a toy that came to life.Oh! It seems to me that it also comes to life in some places. The traitor's pussy responded to the tantalizing picture with new droplets of lubricant, moistening the entrance to the girls' chambers. Just a little bit and it will be visible to all! And you can not wipe. Mama! Rather, drink and kiss someone. When petted, ... Read more →

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